Leaping

I took a huge leap last month.  When I filled out the registration form online for Compassion's Ecuador Tour, there was an option near the end that I didn't know was going to be there.  It was the option to have a private room. 

As my finger held the mouse over the box to pay a little more money to have a room all to myself, these things came to my mind:

~ I don't like making new friends. 
~ I need down time without having to visit with someone else.
~ I need white noise to sleep.
~ I am afraid my roomie might be one of the mean girls. 
~ I am afraid to step out and do something uncomfortable.

So, after minutes of huge inner wrestling, I choose: PICK A ROOM MATE FOR ME.

I quickly hit submit, less I changed my mind.  My pulse was racing.  My hands were shaking.  WHAT HAD I JUST DONE?!?! 

I took a leap of faith, that's what.  I am trusting God to provide the perfect roomie for this trip He has planned for me! 

Reading "If you've ever been wounded by women" I was in tears at how close our fears are/were about women friends.  I was struck reading:

Why hadn’t I been patient with friendship? 

Why had I let the past rob me of the present’s possibility?
Why hadn’t I seen that the price of being safe — is the cost of being solitary?  

Why hadn’t I seen that distrust can destroy a life?

I am taking some leaps this year.  I am stepping out with Jesus as my Guide.  I'm sure it's going to be a wild ride and I'll just learn to lean on Him to protect me from any mean girls.